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when wet cheeks crash against
the seat and hazel eyes drip down
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her words--childhood slamming
against the car like wind
Sink Hollow 2021 Contest Issue
the reason Alex told me he couldn’t slide himself in. I understand. On a couch, we’d drained the whiskey-- apple spiced and swirled cinnamon.
Beyond Queer Words: A Collection of Poems
I like to hide them there so that the dismantling work we do in therapy doesn't have to include me.
Sink Hollow 2020 Contest Issue
The lifeblood of the culture. Beauty in non-solidity. Doorbells that ring like knocks on wood.
Sink Hollow 20217 Contest Issue